User blog comment:Riftgard Princess/The Tunnels/@comment-4677325-20120309031006

Fallus' campfire releases a pillar of smoke into the atmosphere, like a beacon in the sky. Fallus, unaware of this, continues to pile wood onto his fire, chuckling to himself. "If I'm gonna cook me food right, I'll be needin' a big fire!" He eventually wipes his paws on his tunic, satisfied. Then he starts setting up a spit over the fire to cook some of his supplies.